Luyện nghe bài hát Blowe

Hey baby, me something to drink in here
Please sit down and watch a TV

Yo they comin', it's but I know it they comin'
Maybe, not lately I feel it coming I it, they comin'
This just in President, I
Jim, Jimmy, Jimmy up, Jimmy
Only the Lord can save, 5.99 no
Let me start to this mic
Now the bear hybernates
And, and was going through your mind right now

Look at these MC's getting G's
Never wore or even bellbottom Lees
Please, with these fantisies about you selliing
you know you bees in front of the TV eatin' grilled cheese
On knees you know my steez
is nice with these M-I-Cs

I'm Poison like BBD the plot thickens while I be
And lyric lickin', flippin' any mix and the skippin'
And cable clippin', still
Even though some people ain't
Through they system I keeps it
And tippin' the scale I pay tuiton not
Drink water not ale, my MC hits it right on the nail
I can't with my 7 stripes

Strike one pierces the lung over the MC's become dumb
Like "um?" They numb, bite the tongue over the bass
I am D the MC like Run, spittin' for fun
And for a sum of the bread
You missed you swung, I connected whole hum
one done underestimated KRS-One, yeah, so

Say
If you really want skill
Say
If you want the hip hop to
Say
I'll be rockin' all year
You better cool the F out before we go up in mouth

It's just begun to bubble, spells trouble
On the mic soon there is no
I from under the rumble
Count the truth poetic construction, audio
production for wack lyric reduction
And fly instruction

the party hoppin'
Keep the DJs buggin' the orthodox
Non Xerox hip hop box
It was first crack out the box with Scott LaRock
How are washed up like sweat socks
KRS-one the heads nod

Say
If you really want skill
Say
If you want the hip hop to
Say
I'll be rockin' all year
You cool the F out before we go up in your mouth

KRS-One, yes my son
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KRS-One, yes my son
Tweet tweet,
You they can't compete, ain't that right
No
You better cool the F out before we go up in mouth

When it's my turn, kid, look at you done did
Like my is dreadable, you edible
I kick incredible shit for my
I'm these like me so sue and stretch like bobbito overloops
you sittin' on stoops I'm rockin' mics for U.S. troops in group
You screwed up, oops, I can read a true
I read a new book

I'm on hip hop culture
at the tip top lyrical structure
Floatin' like a soap bubble that you don't puncture
Or rupture, I what I utter, mother mother mother
too many of us dying still trying and not doin'
Not suceeding still pursueing, what you
you doing? What you doing?

The session is started on schedule
I beg you please lookover my lyrical
What can't do I can do
Enhancing 7 of your mental
I dismantel stress, you're listening to the advanced best
Worldwide to administer any MC test
Stop guessin,' class is in session
Now show 'em how